Novel & Cerita Non-con Romance (rape Fantasy Romance)

I arch my hips into her, and she gasps, dropping her head back, exposing her neck. “I’m pretty sure if I press into you right now, you’d be screaming my name, not rape. You didn’t finish telling me what you were going to give to my brother. Were you going to straddle his lap, ride his cock until you came all over him? Or were you going to take him to your bed, ask someone like him to be sweet and gentle with you?” Spell broken, she focuses on my face again. “I told you. I didn’t have a plan. I figured…”

Damien hauled him up by the front of his hoodie and shoved him toward the bed. “Strip. Now.” Elias’s hands shook as he pulled off his hoodie and jeans. His body felt exposed under Damien’s hungry gaze, slim chest, narrow waist, the soft curve of his ass, his hard cock bobbing between his legs. Damien pushed him face-down onto the bed, yanking his hips up so his ass was presented. He spat on Elias’s hole and rubbed the head of his cock against it. “No condom,” Damien growled. “I’m going to fuck you raw. And when I cum inside you, you’re going to keep every drop.”

she demanded, her hands grabbing Jax’s shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. Jax’s thrusts intensified. He drove into her pussy with a pounding force, his hips slamming forward, his balls swinging. Each impact made Sloane’s body jolt on the rock. Kade’s pace increased too, his cock pistoning into her ass with a slick, rhythmic motion. The two men’s rhythms weren’t perfectly synced, which created a chaotic, unpredictable internal stimulation that made Sloane’s mind blank with pleasure.

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Mitch and Hans watched, stroking themselves as they waited. “Yassy,” Devon murmured. “You love this, don't you? Do you know how long we have fantasized about making you our little whore.” “Oh fuck…Devon…please—!” “Please what? Say it.” “Please fuck me harder—make me come!” He slammed in, grinding his pubic bone against my clit. “I’m gonna come again,” I sobbed. “Then come, Yassy,” Hans snarled. “Come all over my cock.”

Every time I got close, they pulled the vibrator away and stopped spanking, leaving me trembling and pleading with random nosies. When I was a sweaty, desperate mess, Mr. Kane finally climbed between my legs. His cock was thick and hard. He rubbed the head against my dripping entrance, teasing me. “Look at her, Elena,” he said. “Our perfect toy is soaking for us. You want this dick, don't you?" I nodded, pushing against the restraints as I tried to press my pussy against him. He pushed inside me in one slow, deep thrust. My eyes practically rolled and I moaned against the ball as he stretched me open, filling me. He started fucking me hard, his hips slamming against mine, the sound of skin o

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But Noah’s title stopped me cold. Dirty Desire. A nervous laugh escaped my mouth. Surely, I was imagining things, I had to be imagining things. Surely, this wasn’t what I thought it was. But when I opened the first page, my breath hitched. I couldn't believe my eyes. Noah hadn’t written a romance. He’d written a fantasy. His fantasy, a well detailed one at that. The words became more and more serious with each line: “She’s older, irresistible. Her voluptuous boobs pressed against my mouth”, “her wet pussy clenching tightly around me”, “her big fat ass bouncing against my hips.”

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised – triggers for non-consensual undertones in fantasy context, size difference, and intense power play. This is going to be a long series. Enjoy ;) CHAPTER ONE

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.